Who Are you?

Ah yes, that’s it, I seem to remember you… you’re my other (better?) half… when was the last time I saw you? Had an actual conversation with you? Really? I can barely recall. Ah yes, that’s right, it was back in October… before all this overtime started. What, it’s being dragged out until June now? I know it’s good for the family… I know it means we can do all the projects around the house that I want to do… Really I do, but for me and us, it sucks… plain and simple! But just think… at least you can put off the surgery for the Big V. No chance of having kids if we never see each other.

As an aside… all these projects are great, IF I had a husband available to do them. I finally caved on Saturday and realized that if I want the molding done in the kitchen I’d have to do it myself. So while the kids happily played, I went to the basement and confronted the big, bad compound miter saw. It took me awhile (and a few phone calls to my brother and brother in law) to figure out how to release the safety lock, but I figured it out and started cutting molding. When Jeff got home from work, I put him to work in the kitchen feeding the kids while I continued measuring, cutting and nailing molding into place. Things were fine until Jeff called to me and asked me to bring him a skirt. Seems he was having some issues with the role reversal!

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I know these feelings…however unlike you, I’m useless when it comes to using power tools, so things just go to the wayside until my hubby finds the energy to do them on the weekends. Thanks for the laugh at the end though….I think I probably would have cut off a hand if I had been you and heard that. lol